Quotes About Pain

Love was an agony beyond compare

Does it hurt to bite your tongue so hard?" he asked with faux concern. Holly didn't miss a beat. "I'm in a car with you--I clearly have a high pain threshold

His voice had fallen into the guttural range. "She is not you. No one will ever be what you are to me." Her heart broke. Into a million tiny pieces.

When you suffer such a big hurt, the longer you permit it to live in you, the bigger it grows, until it seeks to devour your soul.

Yes." She smiled, liking the word. "What I feel like right now—I'd compare it to waking from a dream and seeing the real world. It's a beautiful place, but it also has darkness. If you try to eradicate that darkness, you also destroy the light." Pain for the future of her people tightened her heart.

I know I'm being a pain in the ass, Sascha darling, but humor me. I'm working on letting go -I promise our kid will be a wild savage exactly like Roman and Julian.

Raw pain scored his insides, but the bear was in agreement with the man: as long as Silver lived, he could take the pain, take the loss that would haunt him always. He had this big body for a reason. It could take a lot of punishment. As long as she breathed, he'd survive. He'd watch over her from afar, and he'd survive because his mate was alive.

A finely tuned spike of pain speared through his skull, signalling a detectable breach in his conditioning. He didn't want to stop his decent into chaos. What he wanted was to hurt the men who'd dared look at her.

Sleep, he said, and because he couldn't bear to think of her in pain: As you dream, know that you are loved. 'Course I am. I'm yours.

Because you are his heart, Elena. A man with his heart torn out is a broken creature. I know.

We cannot forget joy. No matter how deep our rage and pain.

I can't bury someone I love again. Not ever." He pressed his lips to hers. "Please don't make me, Holly.

Cuando los arcángeles juegan, los mortales sufren.

Love, she realized at that terrible moment of truth, could be incredibly unselfish, even when it hurt until she bled.

His emotional state is irrelevant." Raphael's face was brutal in its repudiation. "It's because of him that you didn't have what you needed to heal as a child.

These people are hurt, Mother. You understand pain, and you understand how to be kind. That's what they need.

No vas a renunciar a mí, ¿verdad? —No —respondió, y lo hizo con absoluta seriedad. Él era suyo, la única persona que había sido suya. Y lo necesitaba, necesitaba a aquel policía que reprimía su dolor con puño de hierro, que mantenía sus cicatrices bien ocultas—. No voy a renunciar a ti. Sus ojos centelleaban. —Buena chica.

Do you truly feel nothing?" she whispered. "Are you without fractures?" "It's better this way." His eyes kissed her with frost. "The day I feel is the day I die.

In his two hundred and seventy-five years on this earth, he had walked in battle and bathed in blood, felt the hot kiss of a whip on his back, the cold thrust of a knife into his gut, but never had he been called an infant until this moment.

the E designation. We heal the mind and the heart. Sorrow, fear, pain, we help people navigate their way out of darkness.

Pain is the best indicator of whether something is an illusion or reality." -Kaleb

The song he sang was about a sparrow with a broken wing, and it fucking tore Abe's heart right out of his chest, left it bleeding on the floor.

Has hecho un agujero en mi corazón y me causa dolor cuando no estás allí para llenarlo.

My unshed tears had hardened to stone inside me.